Jeffrey The Seagull

Jeffrey the Seagull

Every day, in good weather and in bad, large and small ships pass through a narrow waterway along a rocky coastal landscape. The old lighthouse guides their way and ensures good visibility, even at night and during heavy storms. From the beach, you can easily observe the many ships.

The beach was Seagull Jeffrey’s favorite place. Every day he looked at the big and small ships and dreamed of the wild adventures of the seafarers. But one day, Jeffrey was startled by a loud honking and the sound of an engine as he was gulping down a lugworm.

Quickly, he set off and flew towards the harbor. He saw many large ships crowding closely together through the narrow waterway. They honked excitedly and seemed to cruise around disoriented.

Jeffrey scratched his head with his wing. No one knew the harbor as well as he did, but there had never been such chaos here. After all, the lighthouse helped to bring the ships safely into the harbor.

But suddenly it became clear to him. The light in the lighthouse was not working that day. Bad weather was forecast for the afternoon and for the next few days.

Thick fog was supposed to roll in, and thunderclouds would make visibility even worse. The large ships were approaching dangerously close to shore, barely keeping their distance from each other.

Jeffrey pondered and thought about how he could help the ships. He didn’t hesitate long, grabbed a small lantern, and tied it around his neck. Shortly thereafter, he was floating through the air again.

The waves were getting bigger and higher. Jeffrey could barely see a beak’s length ahead. But he was not afraid. He was the only one who could help now.

No one had watched the lighthouse with its signals for as long and as closely as he had. As the honking grew louder and louder and the smell of engine oil and heavy diesel grew stronger, Jeffrey knew that he must have reached the first ship.

And indeed, he saw a large, red wall looming up in front of him. He had never come so close to a ship before. He changed course and flew upward.

Once there, he sat down on the railing and first had to get an overview. The ship was rocking terribly and the storm was so strong that he had to cling to the railing with his feet.

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